I was so bad at it! But we all hadfun, and it gave me a chance to talk about what I was going through.I would never have gotten through it without the...other women from theparlor. That they knew everything about what Luck and I had done andwhat I was going through helped me so much.After all the loneliness I had lived through, having a group ofgirlfriends who knew everything about me and didn't expect me to beanything other than who I was made this one of the happiest times in mylife. I didn't. So I took my shopping cart to another aisle and left it there. I followed her at a safe distance until she was in the shampoo aisle which is located in the far back corner of the food store. I made sure that no one else was around and walked up behind her. I put my right hand over her mouth again and I quickly put my left hand down the front of her jogging pants. I felt her nice pubic hair and then found her slit and started to rub it. She moaned as I took my hand off of her mouth and down to. I finger fucked her arse for a good ten minutes, she seemed to like it more and more, just as I was about to stop and mount her she started to buck her hips, pushing her arse onto my finger, her sphincter now gripping my fingers. She came again, I didnt know that girls could have an orgasm by having their arse fingered, so I was learning something new. Are you going to cum up my bum now? Bev asked. K I replied as I climbed on top of her. I held myself off her with my left arm, not wanting to. You must curtsy to them and call themsir. And remember, the lace on your butt is the sign of a slut. Makesure they see it, and I'll tell them the rule."I curtsied. "Yes, master." I was doomed. This had the potential ofbeing really bad. Me in the same room as four males who would spendthe afternoon drinking beer and feeling macho. I hoped Ms. Underbustwould stay to act as a brake on the males' behavior, but as far as Iknew, she didn't give a damn about football, and I feared I'd be lefton my own.